He came down. I had his tea ready, and I told him what I was up to.
He said I didn't wake him up at all. He didn't notice anything, not even the parts when he was talking in his sleep, and thus I didn't break any rules at all, so he could beat me just for the fun of it.
I guess intent doesn't count. Or something. He did threaten a real punishment if I did wake him up with my shenanigans though.
He had me rub his back while he read the blog and a bunch of other stuff. When the tea was done he took me back upstairs, tied my wrists together and put a tie around my neck. A necktie. To pull me around.
He motioned me casually to my knees in front of him, telling me I was going to suck him off and he wasn't going to fuck me. He pulled on the tie around my neck. God, I love that. After a bit he moved to the bed. I lay on my side and sucked hard until he came in my mouth. Then he rolled me over and beat me most cruelly with the cane and paddle.
Most cruelly, I tell you. I loved it.
After that he wanted breakfast and I was trying to straighten the bed and put the toys away when he came and swatted me, saying "Breakfast, woman!" heh. I dropped all the stuff and went to cook.
I made hash browns with sausage and cheese for him and just the hash browns for me. They were made from last night's mashed whole red potatoes, and were extra delicious.
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